We came home from errands today and within moments of walking into the house, Charlotte took her shorts off.
Potty-training bare-bottom technique backfire. Take 254.
I’ll just be thankful it wasn’t at the store. Or at a church we were visiting again after having moved away seven years earlier. Oh yeah, that’s never happened.
It’s been hot. Hot enough that, were I really on top of things, I could have the clothes hung on the clothesline, back off the clothesline, folded and put away by the time the next load is finished washing. If only I were that good.
Pierce is, slowly but surely, deciding to move. He propels himself forward with one foot and pulls forward with both hands and gets a few inches before he either gets to where he wants to be or gets mad. It’s a slow process. He’s happier with life these days.
Charlotte is a mere 1/2 pound lighter than her baby brother. She’s doing her best to put gray hairs on my head and, should things continue, I’ll be putting padlocks on all the food in the kitchen. She’s into it. All. Day. Long.
Ruby is entering the stage of fear. All of my children, around 3-4 years old, suddenly become scared of everything, including their shadow. It’s a stage that drives me nuts. But it’s just a stage. No, the forest isn’t bursting it’s seams with animals that are waiting for the first chance to come out and devour you. I promise. Convince her of that. Strangely enough, taking Charlotte with her outside suffices to calm her fears. Charlie’s one formidable enemy, I know.
We’ve been scrubbing the house a lot this week. It’s looking better. The parts that Charlotte hasn’t undone do, anyhow. We rearranged furniture and swapped out two small dressers for two larger ones in the kids bedroom. Hooray for more space to store clothes while taking up the same footprint size on the floor. Everyone’s drawers are breathing a little easier after that project.
I’m gearing up to paint kitchen cabinets. I wasn’t planning on it before yesterday… but now I’m pretty excited to get going with it. You know how much I enjoyed painting the bathroom ones. Lets take on a project quadruple the size and see how that goes. Ugh.
Motherhood moment of the day: At the second to last stop, including a bit of time spent at the park, finding your dear newly potty trained daughter without her undergarments.
Sad admission: It’s not the first time it’s happened.
FYI: I found said undergarments in our bathroom, upon arrival at home. Apparently, while I put them on her this morning, she disagreed with the need for them and disposed them before we left for town.
Purex, as a thank you for making their Dry Idea campaign successful, has sent me three (more!) coupons to give away.
Can you handle more freebies?
I have three coupons for free Purex TripleAction laundry detergent. Comment here or on a big (little) family facebook page for a drawing. I’ll draw on Friday.
I made rice crispy bars yesterday. I made them for community group… and forgot to take them. Perfect. Ruby’s been eyeing them ever since though. She has a question though.
“Why, when you buy them from the store, they aren’t attached, but when you make them, they are all attached? And in a pan?”
I’m just not that good, baby girl. I can’t make them instantly cut and in a neat blue package. Sorry.
Last year, I wrote this post about Charlotte’s first experience with watermelon. In keeping with tradition, here’s Pierce’s first encounter with the fruit.
It’s just too much fun to hand it to them and let them go at it. It’s less fun with it’s time to clean up the mess. But again, totally worth it.
“Mom, how does your hair spray smell good when it’s made out of kangaroos?”
Sterling wants to know. Aussie, you want to take this one?
